Masuk"Author’s POV:Sophia’s statement only made things worse. The moment it was released, it ignited a firestorm of outrage across the Internet.Everyone felt Sophia was the underdog, powerless against the show’s decisions—decisions ultimately dictated by the investors behind the scenes.With that, the rumors about Scarlett’s alleged backroom dealings seemed all but confirmed.Amid the torrent of abuse, Scarlett remained silent, offering no response whatsoever.This only fueled netizens’ belief that her silence was proof of guilt.The final episode of King/Queen of Scripts required the champion to create an original script.As the champion, Scarlett Wood would collaborate with Wesley and renowned director Liam Wright to co-create a New Year blockbuster film.The final recording spanned an entire week.During this time, Scarlett, Wesley, and Liam would discuss the script under constant came
"Scarlett’s POV:Everett chuckled softly, then suddenly leaned down and bit my earlobe.I hadn’t expected him to do that out of nowhere. Startled, my ears and cheeks flushed bright red.“What are you doing?” I instinctively looked around, feeling ridiculously guilty.Thank goodness no one saw!Everett’s thin lips brushed against my ear as he murmured in a low voice, “Are you jealous of your daughter?”“Of course not!”“Scarlett, you have no reason to be jealous. To me, you will always be number one. I love our daughter because she is the child you bore me… it’s love by association.”As he spoke, his warm breath tickled my ear, making my face burn even hotter and my heart race.“I—I’m tired. I’m going upstairs to sleep!” I pushed him away and hurried upstairs.*****Author’s POV:The mome
"Everett’s POV:The minor interruption didn’t trouble Scarlett at all. In that moment, her heart and eyes were filled entirely with our daughter.Though she wasn’t breastfed, Angel recognized Scarlett’s voice and scent. No matter how much she adored me—her father—a child’s dependence on her mother always came first. Held in Scarlett’s arms now, she was visibly excited, her tiny mouth puckering as she cooed and gurgled, as if trying to talk to her.“Why do I feel like she understands me?” she murmured softly, gently patting our daughter’s soft cheek. “Her eyes are full of wonder… my Angel is truly amazing.”I watched the mother-daughter interaction from the side, feeling my heart fill completely.Glancing at the bird’s nest soup on the table, I said quietly, “She’s very smart. She must take after you.”Hearing this, she shot me a playf
"Lily’s POV:Meanwhile, downstairs was bustling with activity.Angel had heard her mother’s voice earlier and waited in vain for her to come pick her up. Unwilling to accept being ignored, she began to cry.The little girl cried with a sense of injustice, her soft, babyish voice making “wah-wah” sounds. Her crying was sweet, but the tears rolling down her cheeks were rather large.This was genuine crying.My heart ached. I rocked Angel back and forth in the living room, but no matter how hard I tried to comfort her, the crying wouldn’t stop.Everett couldn’t bear to see his daughter cry like that. He quickly washed his hands in the bathroom and came over to take Angel from me.The moment Angel was in her father’s arms, she stopped crying immediately.“Oh my, Daddy’s arms are the best, huh?” I smiled, watching Angel stop crying the instant she nestled into her father&rs
"Everett’s POV:After an unknown length of time, Scarlett’s legs grew too weak to bear her weight. Unable to resist any longer, she pushed lightly against my chest. Only then did I reluctantly release her.Both of us were breathing heavily. She didn’t seem to have the courage to look into my eyes just yet, so Scarlett buried her face in my chest to steady her heartbeat.“Wait a bit before we go out,” she murmured.Her face burned hot—I knew it was bright red without even looking, and she certainly didn’t want anyone to see her flushed cheeks.I held her close, hearty laughter rumbling from my chest.Scarlett bit her lip and gave me another light punch.I stopped laughing. My large hands settled on her small back, gently rubbing through the fabric.We embraced, savoring this hard-won moment of solitude.This was the first time Scarlett had willingly allowed such physical closeness with me since giving birth.Having undergone a C-section, Scarlett had been careful to rest for a month af
"Scarlett’s POV:My cheek pressed against his chest as his voice—low and deep—resonated through his ribcage into my ears, like the rich, magnetic tone of a cello.My eyelashes fluttered slightly as my thoughts raced.I lifted my head to ask, “So, you rushed over to confront the show’s producers and stop them from sabotaging me?”Everett cleared his throat. He knew there was no hiding it from me. “Yes. The entertainment industry is messy. You don’t like exposing your background. Even though ‘Shadow’ is popular, it’s all about capital operations. Those without connections always become targets.”“I understand what you mean,” I replied. I wasn’t completely naive. “I know you care about me, but rest assured—I’ve looked into this production team. So far, they’ve been fair and transparent. Everyone is competing based on their own merits. If I spot anyone pulling strings behind the scenes, I won’t tolerate it.”“Alright, I underestimated you.” Everett gently pinched my earlobe between his fi







